Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

palm brought

the pain and she withdrew her hand involuntarily.

by Brody

ordered coldly,

out, he had to cut them in her

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart

to see her in

"No --"

soon as the point of the knife touched her hand, she

fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by Brody.

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and

were full of

"You know it hurts?"

don't have to be sarcastic here.

she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming

hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn

"No --"

shook her

at him coldly, "Brody, are you

at him ironically.

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

want me to care about you? How

He snorted.

was still so furious that

you up

continued to

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had

was so dizzy as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

with

when

flashed through

felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still

eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

feel painful, you can shout

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

rose from

her own thought was making trouble.

if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand

was her tears or her sweat.

of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon

want to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

knife cutting her body.

the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

the pain, her eyes finally could not

lips were cut and bleeding.

out several

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do anything